He's risen.

Let's go.

He's risen indeed.

Indeed, he has.

I, my name is J.P.

Jonathan Pekluta.

If we haven't met, let's change that.

The privilege of serving the staff here for the hundreds of you in the commons right now.

Thank you.

I'm sure as you were coming to Easter service, you didn't think you'd be sitting outside the auditorium,

but we're grateful for your patience with us out there.

And I'm from a small town in South Texas, and when my wife and I, we have three kids, and we were there visiting my family.

We went to my mother's church, which is even a smaller town,

about 150 people, country church on the side of the road behind it is a cemetery. We were there

visiting for Easter, and they had an Easter egg hunt, and the Easter egg hunt was in the cemetery,

which is weird, but just kind of how you do it in small

towns. And so the kids were looking for Easter eggs amongst the tombs. And in the middle of the,

I know, weird. In the middle of the cemetery, there was this one grave unlike all of the others.

It had this really tall, wrought iron fence around.

It looked kind of gothic and specific,

and there were no graves around it, like near it,

but they had grown all around it.

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